Sunday, March 13, 2011

Booty Call

Ok. I got booty called while in a movie with some friends. And I'm not irritated about being booty called (The movie was that bad. Don't go see Red Ridinghood.). I'm irritated cause I hear from this guy MAYBE once every two months. Always for booty calls. And he lives an hour away. Needless to say I have not answered these calls for some time. You'd think he would get the hint. Guess I'm just too nice to come out and say "You really aren't good enough to warrant the drive"... My bad!
If you are going to booty call me, give me more notice when you know I have to travel. I'm ok with being a booty call. Honestly until I know exactly what's going on with "Skippy" (we will discuss Skippy later, he has a whole post devoted to him) I prefer to only HAVE booty calls. I have needs after all. But be closer. And don't get all butt hurt when I'm already busy. I will not drop friends for a booty call. ...Alright.... That's a lie... But when I'm bleeding like I've ben shot I can't exactly answer the call anyway can I? I know if the Mind Eraser breaks down you don't close down the whole theme park, but dammit that's the best ride there is and really the only one that's fun for me!

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